The owner of the teahouse is a fat Chinese man in his fifties, also wearing a Tang suit. He is sitting in front of the counter and taking a nap. He holds a book of the Book of Changes in his left hand. The cover is well maintained, and the pages are slightly yellowed. At first glance, he looks like he has been How many times had he browsed through it? There was also an open folding fan on the counter, with the Three Friends of Suihan painted on it. An old Chinese-style tea jar was covered with a lid. There was a black and yellow patch between the jar and the lid. crescent shape.
Zhou Zhihan shook his head. Every tea drinker would have this mark on their lower lip on their special tea cup, and most tea drinkers would have the habit of spitting tea leaves into the cup.
There was no shouting from the waiter in the teahouse. The environment was very elegant and exuded a light scent of sandalwood.
The store clerks were all Chinese, and several of them knew Zhou Zhihan. They nodded and smiled when he came. One of the beautiful girls with short hair pointed to the second floor and smiled, with a lot of meaning in her eyes.
Zhou Zhihan also smiled slightly and walked upstairs.
It feels like a time travel machine, like an old yellowed photo, which will make people feel momentarily trance-like.
Here is the taste of China!
The teahouse environment is clean and elegant.
The construction and decoration of the tea house are all Chinese elements. On the door of each room, there are still the big blessing characters posted during the Spring Festival, some are posted upright, and some are blessed.
At the top of the stairs, there is a sink.
Zhou Zhihan washed his hands, looked up at himself in the mirror, raised his eyebrows a few times with satisfaction, and when he turned to leave, he saw someone looking at him in the mirror from the corner of his eye.
This man is so wise.
It's the ex.
To be precise, it was the residual thoughts of his ex that appeared in the mirror, and the mirror suddenly looked a little mottled.
If Zhou Zhihan hadn't been a time traveler, Zhou Zhihan would have jumped up in fright when he saw this scene in the mirror.
The moment Zhou Zhihan turned around, the person in the mirror spoke.
"Please love her well for me."
The virtual figure on the mirror is a little distorted, with the fog of a black and white TV set that looks like it will dissipate at any time.
This scene is so unreal that it cannot be described.
Zhou Zhihan nodded towards the figure in the mirror and whispered in his heart: "I am Zhou Zhihan, Zhou Zhihan is me!"
The figure in the mirror nodded and began to fog up.
The moment Zhou Zhihan turned around, there seemed to be some indescribable substance floating out of his body, like his own breath or the gentle whisper of the wind.
Is this the experience of a time traveler?
Love her well?
she?
Did my ex bring me to see her to exchange feelings?
this……
I took over someone else's body, and then took over my girlfriend. Isn't this a bit too much?
What will she look like?
Zhou Zhihan searched for the memory of his ex, but still found nothing.
Until now, her ex is still protecting her.
I looked at my watch, 11:06.
Zhou Zhihan pushed open the door of the "Zhuxiangzhai" private room, and a beautiful oriental woman was holding her fragrant cheeks, her eyes were like crescent moons, and she was looking at him with a smile. She might have heard his footsteps in advance.
"Ningyu!"
Zhou Zhihan could instantly feel that his ex had completely opened up the remaining consciousness. At this moment, love actually rose in his heart, and his eyes were filled with tenderness.
This is the love from my ex. The love for this woman still stays in my mind, in my incomplete consciousness, and never leaves.
It wasn't until the moment he opened the door that Zhou Zhihan understood his predecessor's good intentions.
Previously, Zhou Zhihan could not find any trace of this woman in the incomplete memories of his predecessor.
Zhou Zhihan understood that before, on the way here, until he opened the door, his ex had been deliberately hiding this woman, because he was worried that if he knew that he was here for a date, he might not come.
In other words, the ex has been protecting this woman.
It can be seen from this that my ex loves this woman deeply and misses her deeply!
At this time, he could feel the enthusiasm and deep love in his ex's heart.
At this moment, Zhou Zhihan also understood why his predecessor had not made any progress in the two and a half months since he came to West Point Military Academy.
Because the love is too deep, I am trapped by love.
I occupy the magpie's nest, should I also occupy my lover?
Although it comes naturally, there is nothing wrong with it.
But why do I feel that this is a bit strange, facing a woman who is both unfamiliar and familiar to me and deeply loved.
"Zhihan!" The woman stood up. She had black hair, a yellow dress, and a tall figure. She looked at Zhou Zhihan. Her dark eyes were naturally very clean, making Zhou Zhihan feel his love.
This kind of love comes naturally and comes from the heart.
"Ningyu!" Zhou Zhihan took off his scarf and walked towards He Ningyu naturally, "Something happened at the military academy recently, and I haven't been able to come out to see you."
He Ningyu took Zhou Zhihan's scarf, hung it with her own, and poured him tea: "You haven't come to see me for half a month, I thought you wouldn't come today, and you were about to leave. "
There was a bit of resentment in He Ningyu's tone, and a faint blush appeared on her beautiful cheeks, which made her even more touching.
Zhou Zhihan took the tea naturally and took a sip: "Recently, there will be a simulated confrontation between graduates, and our lower-grade students are going to observe and learn, so..."
Zhou Zhihan immediately looked a little sad: "Moreover, my physical fitness indicators have not been up to standard. My instructor, Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen, has been forcing me to practice physical fitness these days, which has exhausted me to death.
Tomorrow is a day off. The instructor goes home this afternoon, so I have time to come out and see you. "
Zhou Zhihan mixed the truth with white lies and spoke very naturally without blushing at all.
"No! You just don't miss me at all!" He Ningyu rolled her cute eyes. Her eyes were naturally pure, and her tone was full of love and resentment between lovers, but she pinched it with two white fingers understandingly. Picked up a piece of snack and handed it to Zhou Zhihan.
The roll of her eyes and the piece of snack she handed over immediately put Zhou Zhihan completely into the couple's relationship.
Before time travel, Zhou Zhihan had the common attributes of boys in the 1920s, but at that time he was just a top-student bachelor. Although he occasionally flirted with girls, in fact, he didn't even have the skills to flirt with girls. I have been held alone, and I have never had the opportunity to be alone with a woman in a room like this.
He Ningyu exudes the faint fragrance of a woman, and is both coquettish and considerate.
He Ningyu is a Chinese-American who works in an import and export company. Her family is well off. Her parents have retired and live in Los Angeles all year round. She has a house in New York where she lives by herself.
Zhou Zhihan reached out to borrow some snacks, and the moment his fingertips touched He Ningyu's, countless fragmentary images suddenly appeared in his mind.
Zhou Zhihan was caught off guard.
How is this going?
Is this what the system calls my own touch sensing ability?
"What's wrong with Zhihan?" He Ningyu saw Zhou Zhihan stunned and looking a little dazed, and quickly helped him sit down and asked with concern.
"Ningyu!" In order to cover up his sudden loss of composure, Zhou Zhihan held He Ningyu's hand with a solemn expression, "What I just said to you was to comfort you. In fact, in fact, I... I may have to go back to China. I’ll never be able to eat the snacks you handed me again!”
"Why?"
He Ningyu was so anxious that she took her hand out of Zhou Zhihan's palm and held his hand instead, holding it tightly, as if she was afraid that he would disappear soon.
"Because my various physical fitness indicators did not meet the school's basic requirements, the school decided to drop me out of school and send me back to China."
At this moment, Zhou Zhihan could feel He Ningyu's hands clenching tighter, and her nails almost dug into his flesh.
After a while, He Ningyu raised her head, with a faint blush on her flawless white cheeks, and tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes. The pear blossoms were as moving as rain, but her expression was very determined, as if she had made some important decision: "It's cold, tonight...evening Can you come to my house? I have something important to tell you."
Watching He Ningyu drive away from the window, Zhou Zhihan drank tea and snacks alone, turned on the system, and then fell into deep thought.
Just now, from the subtle movements in He Ningyu's eyes and body, Zhou Zhihan could confirm that although her ex loved her so deeply, there was no most personal contact between the two.
But except for the most intimate contact, everything else that should be touched was touched.
Ex, ex!
You haven't won the woman you love for two and a half months, you are too useless.
Tonight, I will end the two and a half months of lovesickness for you.
When the time comes, you have to thank me properly.
